Tomatoes Tell The Truth
No smell matches
Just after a spray
The water taken quickly
The thanks immediate
They tell the truth
This universe of tomatoes
Persisting in dry baked days
Eager...
Editor's note: This poem was a finalist in the the 2021 Gaithersburg Festival Youth Poetry Contest.
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